TWELFTH INSTALMENT
She made a movement to slip i
off, but he checked it with firr
hands.
"You keep it on,” he said flatly
"I’ll get Tom’s sweater for you
man.”
He turned an impish grin on Bar
ry, already absorded with the pei
verse engine.
"I don’t know why I should t
so darned careful of your healtl
Barry, because I’ve picked mysel
out for Nancy’s second husbanc
Catch a bad cold any time yo
like.”
Halliday laughed, but Barry, jerk
ing his eyes toward Westbrook
for a brief second, did not eve
smil*3-.
"No thanks,” he snapped irritab
ly. "Sorry to disappoint you, bu
I’ve lived too much out of doors t
wrap myself up like an old woman.
Halliday’s portly chuckle subsid
ed rather suddenly. Dick was blank
ly silent.
"I think I’ll locate the troubl
in a minute,” he added, a trifle mor
graciously. "No need for the res
of you to shiver around here.”
They went on and left him, Ann
walking with Halliday and Did
trailing along with Riddle. Duan
went back to his work wanting t
kick himself for his senseless irrita
tion. Since the night when hi
mother had brought those damnabl
stories to hm there had been a rati
spot in him which had smarted a
the lightest touch.
Anne went directly to her room
and the three men returned to thi
billiard-room to take up the garni
which the Wild Duck’s fluttering
approach had interrupted. Riddle
chalking his cue, proffered a wore
of advice.
"Better go easy with your little
jokes, Dick. Duane seems to tx
something of a Turk about hi:
wife.”
"How was I to know that he’e
go early-Victorian on me?”
"She handled the blonde rathe:
well,” Riddle remarked absently.
"Well, that was a mistake.”
"A very natural one.” Riddl
seemed absorbed in his ball. "I sav
the resemblance as soon as sh
spoke. It’s startling.”
"How the devil,” sputtered Half
day, "could you see a resemblanci
to some unknown female whosi
name wasn’t even mentioned?”
"Just an unsuspected gleam o]
intelligence. As soon as I caugh
Blondie’s girlish chatter I made thi
connection. This Mrs. Duane i
practically the image of an actres
I saw a couple of years ago. I rai
across her picture in the papef agaii
last spring. She’d been killed in ;
motor accident. Her car skiddec
over the edge of a cliff and she wa
drowned.”
Halliday said "M’m” and lost in
terest. Riddle stopped to light ;
cigarette.
"They never found the body,” h
said thoughtfully.
"That sounds like a nasty crack
Ward.”
"I didn’t intend it that way. Bu
that girl’s name was Nancy, too. I
struck me as a remarkable coinci
dence.”
Dick reddened. "It’s the kind o:
a coincidence that wants to be kep
under your hat,” he said grumpily
"Here comes Barry. We’d bette
change the subject, and darne<
quick.’’
They made the return trip ii
good time, arriving before the din
ner hour. Mrs. Duane did not ap
pear. Mrs. Duane, with the purs
strings held fimly in her own deli
cate hands, had established her se
parate dining room in the wes
wing.
Anne knew when Barry came in
to the room that he had had new
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for her.
t Anne felt her face grow hot. "Do
i you mean,” she asked slowly, "that
your mother refuses to sit at the
■ same table with me?”
r "Don’t take it that way, Nancy.
She’d old, and—she doesn’t see
- things as we do.”
"There’s no other way to take it,”
she said dully.
e He had just come back from a
i, bitter half hour with his mother,
f and he was stung with a humiliation
i. that he could not admit, even to
a her.
“Oh, my dear!’’ Her eyes stung
- with sudden tears of contrition, but
e she blinked them back hastily. “I
a know it’s hard for you, Barry. If I
could do anything—if there’s any
- possible way—
t He shook his head. "No. I’m
> afraid it can’t be helped. It’s—her
house. I’m sorry; that’s all I can
- say. But of course this can’t go on.
- We must look for other quarters.”
IHe looked worried and his jaw
s was tight. The Perch would have
5 provided comfort and a decent liv
t ing, but the Perch was closed to
them for six months in each year.
: "I’m terribly sorry to have got
t you into this, Bary. We can go any
: where you like. Were you think
) ing of—staying in Granleigh?’’
"I haven’t thought much of any
s thing yet.” He stopped and gave
; her a quick, embarrassed smile. "No,
r I suppose not. No use in advertis
: ing things—and it’s pretty expen
sive here.”
"Of course.’’ She was afraid that
, her eyes were blazing with hope
: and excitement. "There are lots of
: places, we can get a tiny apart
; ment somewhere and have lots of
fun.”
He faced her with obstinate de
termination, angry, but more alive
than she had seen him in weeks.
1 “I’m going in to town tomorrow,
and I'm going to see Gage again
if I have to knock down a row of
secretaries to get to him. We’re go
ing to have one more round over
' the Junipero.”
She gave his arm a sudden
squeeze. “He must agree this time.
: It means so much!”
r Barry was called to the telephone,
r^but Anne stayed there, curled up
in a chair.
Barry took an early train the next
: morning.
: "I don’t know how long I may
have to wait before I can see him,
but I’m going to be on hand. Wish
: me luck, Nancy.”
■ "Oh Barry, I do!” She gave him
! a desperate little hug as he kissed
i her goodbye.
l me morning man came as ne
i left, and Matthews handed her some
i letters. There was one envelope that
l she looked at twice. She hurried to
; her room and tore the envelope
open.
I must see you again. It’s
i important. I am going in to
town on Wednesdays and will
: meet you at the Rosewell, on
Seventh, at two o’clock sharp.
, Better decide to come. Gran
leigh won’t do. Think you are
: being watched there.
JIM.
■ An hour later she rang for Mat
thews. "I’ve decided to go in to
: town, Matthews. If Mr. Barry
: should call up later, tell him where
■ I have gone. He can have me paged
■ at the Plaza, any time after three.”
I -
Barry was talking hard. He had
waited over three hours for this
l audience. Gage listened and grunted.
"Oh, its that, is it? Thought
■ you’d given up that nonsense by
5 i this time.”
"It isn’t nonsense, Mr. Gage. It’s
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• on acres of it, as rich as the Im
perial could ever be; the water is
- there, and all that separates them
s is one spur of rock.’’
• "And a pot of money. And don’t
forget that the first project got a
black eye, and nobody’s going to
be anxious to see his money go the
same away.”
"It can’t. Not for the same rea
son, anyway. If you don’t want to
risk it, I don’t suppose that f could
say anything to change your deci
sion, but why don’t you sell your
side of the spur and give me the
chance to interest somebody else?”
"See here, Mr. Gage, I know I’m
making a nuisance of myself, but I
feel certain that you would let
down the bars if you really had a
look at the place.”
"Young man, do you know what
my time is worth?”
"I know that it is worth more
than I could hope to meet in cash.
But you might consider taking a
vacation. Do you like good shoot
iig? Or fishing? Like to ride a good
horse over mountain trails, and not
see another human being but your
guide all day long?”
"Sounds pretty good.” Gage
grunted. "Got a cook who can give
a man plain ham and eggs without
drowning ’em in a gummy sauce?”
Barry leaned back with a grin of
pure relief.
"I’ll guarantee both the cook and
the appetite.”
"What kind of accommodations
have you? I’d want to bring Mrs.
Gage. She hasn’t been well lately.”
Barry politely swallowed his dis
may. His one meeting with Mrs,
John Gage had left him with the
recollection or a dazzling loveliness
and probably not much else.
"There’s a big log ranch house
with all the improvements, and
electric current. Of course it isn’t
town.”
"That’s all right. The change
might do her good.”
They went down together in a
private elevator. Barry had won a
victory, but he wondered grimly
what Nancy was going to do to
keep the lovely Paula from being
bored to hysterics.
Barry turned briskly back from
the curb intending to find the near
est telephone and break the glad
news to Nancy. He took two steps
and slowed down.
A few yards ahead of him a man
was signaling a taxi. Barry had
vaguely noticed the same man
loitering in the corridor when they
had come out. Instead of a trim
uniform he wore a well-fitting blue
suit 'but Barry knew him. As Ken
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jerked his finger at another.
"Follow that black and white,”
he said, and slammed the door.
Once they lost sight of it, but
Barry’s driver expertly picked up
the trail. Barry was beginning to
feel slightly ashamed of the unrea
soned impulse which had sent him
careening across town.
They were in a shabbier, busier
district now. The black and white
taxi had gained on them again. It
swung in to the curb in front of a
dingy-looking entrance, and Ken
nedy got out.
"I’ll stop here.”
Barry tossed a bill to the driver.
Having made a complete idiot of
himself, he would walk back for a
few blocks and put in a call to
Nancy.
For his self-respect he stepped
into a doorway, inclined to grin at
himself. It gave him a good view
of the hotel. Another taxi had just
drawn up. A small, slim figure
stepped out, and looked around
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the dingy portals of the hotel.
Anne looked hastily around the
uninviting lobby.
"Don’t like it?” Kennedy sent an
amused glint at her.
"Of course not. And what did
you mean by saying that I was
being watched in Granleigh?”
"Just a bright little deduction of
mine. Somebody saw us the other
night. I heard it from the little
blonde boss before I’d been back
half an hour.”
"So it was Cleo!” Anne said it
under her breath, as though she had
forgotten Kennedy’s existence.
"That was just a little tip-off,”
Kennedy informed her. "The rest
you won’t like. I think you’d better
go away, Nancy!’’
"That’s preposterous!” An angry
color flamed, but fright was crowd
ing anger aside. "What possible ex
planation could I give to Barry?”
"I’m afraid that’s up to you. I
don’t say it will be easy.” He low
ered his voice, signififcantly cau
tious. "I saw Gage the other day.
He may have recognized me.”
"He doesn’t even know that I
am in Granleigh.”
"But he’s likely to find it out
any day, and when he does, things
are vninv to hannen. If he Ipts
either one of us hang around in
the same county, after what hap
pened last May, it will jUst be a
present from Santa Claus. You and
I are out of the picture, Nancy,
and we may have to take a sudden
journey any day. I mean to do it
when I’m ready, and you’d better
get a telegram from a sick aunt in
Manitoba.”
"I won’t! I won’t go and you
:an’t make me.”
"Sure of that? Not even if Duane
should be told—what you told Gage
:hat night?”
"Jim! You wouldn’t be so in
sanely cruel!”
Kennedy flushed slightly, but his
hard gaze did not waver. Anne j
reached over and clutched at his
hand. "Haven’t you any mercy for j
anyone else? I1- thought—when I
told you about that the other night
—that you . . . Oh!”
Her voice died in a shaking
breath. She was looking past Ken
nedy with a stricken stare.
"Oh—Barry. I—won’t you . . .’’
She stammered, stiffening and
trying to smile, as he came grimly
toward them, his face set and a
white line of fury around his lips.
Barry looked past Kennedy as
though he had not been there.
"If you have finished,” he said,
"it will not be necessary for your—
companion—to see you home.”
Anne arose slowly, but Ken
nedy’s chair had already rasped
back He was on his feet, a dark
glitter in his eyes.
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must think you’re pretty damned
important, if nobody can have a
business interview with your wife
without your permission.”
"You’d better consider it finish
ed. Get out!”
The voice was low, but the words
were bitten off and flung. For a
moment longer, they stared at each
other, Barry’s face flinty in its tight
restraint, Kennedy’s faintly jeering.
Then his shoulders moved expres
sively. Kennedy had too much at
stake to risk ruining everything by
a public row with Nancy’s hus
band. Fie bowed to Anne.
"Thank you for the interview,
Madame, in case I do not see you
again.”
He walked deliberately away.
Anne broke the silence that was
suffocating.
"Well?” she demanded.
"I think I am the one to ask for
explanations, but the first thing to
do is to get out of this hole. Are
you ready?’’
Anne nodded silently and went
with him.
"If there is any explanation that
you can make, I am ready to hear
it.”
They were home again.
"What is there to say that you’d
be willing to believe?” she asked
bitterly. "I went there to meet him.
It was a matter of—business, as he
told you. That is all.’’
"What buisness could you have
with a man like that? And why
couldn’t it be transacted decently, ■
in your own home,”
"He wanted to see me privately,”
she continued. "I knew him—/ears
ago—when he was in better cir
cumstances. He wanted me to—S
do something for him.’’
"What was it?”
CONTINUED NEXT WEEK |
Carrots and Turnips as
the French Cook Them
Ann Pryor .—I
CARROTS and turnips, like
spinach, are excellent foods, but
many children and grownups, too,
seem to find them hard to take.
Here are two simple recipes, in the
French manner, which will interest
those who wish to impart new and
appealing flavor to these two vege
tables.
Sweetened Turnips — Scrape
small turnips, ®r divide large ones
into halves or quarters. Heat them
in a saucepan with butter for about
20 minutes. When they become light
brown sprinkle with one or two
teaspoonfuls of sugar and moisten
with about two tablcspoonfuls of
meat stock* of gravy. Cover and let
them simmer for about one hour.
Creamed Carrots—Scrape small
carrots and place them in boiling
salted^water to which three lumps
of sugar have been added. Cook for
about 45 minutes. Small carrots
may be left whole; larger ones
should be cut into round slices.
Prepare a white sauce with a
lump of butter the size of a walnut,
two heaping teaspoonfuls of flour
and,a,cup of the water in which the
carrots have t been cooked. Drain
carrots and place them in sauce.
Just before serving add four table
spoonfuls of cream.
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Actual Cost Normal
Name of Standard per pour Monthly - On
Appliance Wattage (In Cents) Cost Normal Usage
COOKER (Portable) 530 1 3-5 72c 1 y> Hrs. per Day
CURLING IRON 50 1-6 3-4c 5 Hrs. per Mo. \
EGG COOKER 660 2 06c Once a Day
ELECTRIC IRONER 1200 3 3-5 31c 2 Hrs. per Wk.
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HEATING PAD 65 1-7 01c 6 Hrs. per Mo.
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KETTLE 1000 3 67c 45 Min. per Day
PERCOLATOR 400 1 1-5 18c Twice Daily
POP CORN POPPER 600 1 4-5 07c 4 Hrs. per Mo.
RADIO (8 Tubes) 100 3-10 36c 4 Hrs. per Day
REFLECTOR HEATER 630 1 9-10 28c V2-Hr. per Day
SUN LAMP 250 3-4 06c 8 Hrs. per Mo.
TOASTER 625 1 9-10 28c Twice Daily
VACUUM CLEANER 300 9-10 10c 3 Hrs. per Wk.
WAFFLE IRON 660 2 12c 6 Hrs. per M.
WASHING MACHINE 375 1 1-8 10c 2 Hrs. per Wk.
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Electric Refrigerator: Cost of electricity for operating an electric I
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